Lions, and cheetahs… nostalgia

While looking for something else, I discovered the BBC Big Cat pages. The internet sure has changed things though the live webcams and the video streaming of the TV program is not available outside the UK. What a shame.

When Tigger was little, we used to watch Big Cat Diary on Sunday evenings while we had our dinner. It is such an amazing program, following specific lions, cheetahs, and leopards in the Masai Mara. Some of the same presenters are still with the program and as I watched an episode of Big Cat Raw on the website, one of the questions was about a leopard (Shadow) I remembered from that time. (I moved to Canada in January 2003 so that gives you a sense of when.) I notice that they now have a Masai presenter as well as the English ones.

Tigger used to be fascinated by this program right along with us. Sometimes if I thought about it, I wondered about watching a program that showed lions hunting and mating to a 3-year old vegetarian but she never seemed to be disturbed by it. In fact, after we had moved here (so she must have been about 6), I remember being in the video store considering renting Two Brothers. It was rated PG but from the blurb, I thought she’d like it. I was explaining to her that it was rated PG for violence but it looked like maybe the violence was tiger violence. She looked at me funny and said something like “But Mummy, tiger violence isn’t real violence. They can’t be vegetarians like people can.”

Anyway, even without the main program and the live webcams the Big Cat site looks like it has some interesting things to explore. I might have to check out more of the site with Tigger. I’m not sure whether she remembers the program or not. The extra features and links are also interesting and include maps and related radio programs. If anyone is studying African animals, this would be a great resource.

not that planners aren’t useful…

I have used my bog-standard day planner to help manage the stress of this heavy workload season. Basically, I realized that after about 3 p.m. I can’t do any useful work actually reviewing grant applications (which is what I do). I can’t concentrate, and folks aren’t going to get my most insightful thoughts. And for what I charge, they should get insightful thoughts. So I sat down and worked out the numbers. Some days I can get through 4 applications as long as I get up early and no one is hanging around in my office (which is also the kitchen). Some days, I have things to go to, so that cuts down on what I can do. Do I need to miss those things? Well, I planned it out. And no, I don’t. The work I have to do can all be done before the end of the day on Friday, September 26th without having to miss some of the things I’m booked for (a class at church, a fitness class, etc) and without reviewing more than 4 applications a day (and fewer on most days). That is a pretty reasonable workload. It enables me to do my best work for my clients, get it done in a reasonable time-frame, and be involved in the rest of my life.

Knowing that it works also gets rid of lots of stress and anxiety. I don’t have to feel bad on days I only review 2 applications. I don’t have to feel guilty about stopping at 3 p.m. and writing a blog post or going for a walk or canning pears. I can go to a friend’s place on the weekend and hang out with my partner in the evening playing games and chatting after we’ve canned pears and green tomato salsa.

And I can futz around on the internet and mull over ideas about where this business might be going after this little seasonal rush.

Of course, I also determined that I didn’t have time to take Tigger to the opera today. We had purchased the tickets ages ago for a school performance of The Marriage of Figaro. But Mat stepped up and took her. He has work to do, too, but our relationship is a partnership and he’s as committed to parenting and homeschooling as I am. Also, I only get busy in September and May. And he’s going away to do a lot of intensive work in the first week of October. It all works out. Give and take.

I’m hoping that our new Busy Body Fridge planner will make that coordination less stressful. It only just arrived, so we’ll have to see.

Tigger is 11!

Tigger had her birthday yesterday. It was a pretty good day. We began by opening some gifts after breakfast and then it was business as usual. She took chocolate chip cookies to camp to share with everyone.

Last night we went to a friend’s for a barbecue. I had baked a lemon cake the day before to bring for desert and my friend provided sparklers for it. It was a very nice evening and Tigger got dressed up in pretty clothes and wore her new sparkly bracelets. Our friends live near our closest transitway stop so I took her over there before dinner to show her where she needed to change buses to get the bus home from camp. Friends of Tigger’s that are also at the Shakespeare camp take the bus and live down near the transitway so she could come that far with them and get another bus up to our house.

She was a little bit nervous about it when I first suggested it last week, but I think it was mostly because she couldn’t picture the transitway station. She’ll get off on the lower level, come up the stairs and get the other bus from the top level. Once she’d seen it, she seemed pretty happy about the whole thing. And we took the bus down there last night for the barbecue so we got to see that it really is only a 5 minute bus ride (if that) up to our place. The logistics of meeting up with her friends on the way to camp seem more complicated so we’ll continue to drive her over in the morning. This saves us about 15km of driving a day and it means we don’t have to stop work on the kitchen at 3:30 to go fetch her but can keep going until she gets home sometime before 5.

First day of camp

It went well. I made her tuna sandwiches and packed sliced cucumbers, peppers and carrots. 2 apples. 2 large bottles of water. All were consumed except the apples. And it turns out peanut butter will be okay and one of the counsellors has a nasty anaphylactic fish allergy. So she’s getting the rest of the tuna tomorrow (and will take the necessary precautions, which is presumably what happened today) and then she get peanut butter. Oy vey.

Actually that is kind of funny (weird, not haha) because it did occur to me the other day that not only did the nut thing not happen when we were kids, but my cousin (9 years older) had a nasty fish allergy and I bet no one instituted blanket bans on tuna for that. Ironic.

So it was hot and sunny today. She came home sweaty, tired and happy. I convinced her to have a shower which helped. She is voluntarily going to bed a bit earlier. I think this is going to be fun but tiring. For those who asked, the camp is here in town (Ottawa) and run by Salamander Theatre. It has a good reputation. We plan to attend their company’s performance of A Midsummer Night’s Dream at some point (maybe next week). And we will attend the St. Lawrence Shakespeare Festival production of As You Like it on Friday with the camp. I do have a plan to make a family trip to Stratford in the fall, though.

Mat had an MA defense today (examining; he is long past having to defend one himself) so he biked in with Tigger and then went on to work. So I was alone. I put the dried strawberries in a jar and sliced the remains of the 4L basket and put them in the dryer. Then I went for a brisk 20 minute walk (I have a route around the neighbourhood). Then I dealt with gooseberries. We had picked about 2kg last night and frozen them on cookie sheets. I bagged those up and then went and picked another 2.3 kg, washed and laid them out on cookie sheets. I found a garden glove with leather palm (only one; but I only needed it for the hand holding the branches) but should have gone and put a long sleeved shirt on. My forearm looks like I’ve been in a fight with a cat. All of that came from 1 bush. And there are still berries on it. We pick them green. Mat is English and likes them tart for gooseberry fool. But there was one red one that I ate while picking and they are really nice ripe. So I’m trying to convince him to leave what is there to ripen and eat fresh. The blackcurrants also need picking. That’ll be a job for tomorrow morning.

Then I emptied some of the kitchen cabinets. Tomorrow the destruction begins. We’re finishing the kitchen reno we started a few years ago. And this phase can be done in two stages so we’ll do the less disruptive stage first (the bit not involving the sink; though it will mean disconnecting the dishwasher). We’ll cut the counter at the new end point and rip out everything to the left. Paint the wall; rip up vinyl flooring. Move the fridge to it’s new position. I’m wondering if we need to move some electrical outlets, too. Then build some cupboards. One over the fridge. A bottom and top unit next to the fridge and then a full height pull-out pantry unit next to that.

Of course we are also going out to the garden annex on Wednesday to weed and pick potatoes (and whatever else needs picking) and I want to stop and pick some strawberries on the way back. But hopefully stage one can be done by the end of the week. Then we have to contemplate plumbing. Frown

Drug education: Caffeine

Following on from that last post, I wanted to make it clear that I have no problem with drugs either medicinally or recreationally. My main problem is with a dominant debate about drugs that says that if they are sold to you by some black guy on the corner (and, lets face it, that’s who the bad guy drug dealer is pictured to be) you should “just say no” but if they are sold to you buy a medical doctor who had them sold to him/her by someone in a suit representing some big company with a multi-part name reflecting a solid history of corporate mergers, then this is a good thing and you don’t need to know any more. This is BS. Both sides.

So, as many folks pointed out in the comments, Ritalin and other drugs prescribed for ADHD and whatnot are stimulants. And there are perfectly good stimulants in most of our kitchens and, if not, easily available in a grocery store near you. Now technically, caffeine is not a drug. It’s a food. And anyone who tries to tell you that social construction is a crock should try to explain why that is without reference to the fact that it is because the government says so. The distinction is all about how the stuff is regulated. From the point of view of whether it has a particular kind of impact on the chemical and electrical processes in your brain, caffeine is in the same group as Ritalin. But it’s an amateur drug. No prescription required.

As comments on the last post pointed out, however, it can be highly effective in helping folks with ADHD concentrate and focus. In fact, unless I am mistaken, the pros cut their amphetamine with a bit of caffeine when they make their prescription remedies. Now it is up to you whether you decide to medicate your kids with caffeine (just like it is with the pro drugs) but if you do, I suspect you want to give them some safety tips. It is also socially acceptable (and legal!) to take caffeine recreationally. Lots of people do it. You may need to get used to the taste of your source of choice but experiment and see what you like. There is plenty of advice available. And the price covers quite a range so you should be able to find something good in your price range.

Different sources of caffeine contain different amounts/doses. You might want to start with something light like tea. Dark roast coffee apparently has less than mild roast. Sugar is also a stimulant so be aware that you are combining drugs when you put sugar in your tea/coffee or when you drink cola.

Don’t take more than you need. That might mean that you don’t want a whole can of cola which is a drag because it only seems to come in large containers. But coffee/tea cups come in different sizes and, if you brew your own, you get to fill them. So start with small cups. Heck the Italians traditionally use really small cups.

Common symptoms of a mild overdose include a jittery feeling. This will go away on its own. Try not to take so much the next time. If you get heart arrhythmia you might want to really cut back. (personal experience; it also goes away but I now drink half-decaf) If you drink way too much you might end up with stomach problems. Really 12 cups a day is a problem however you slice it. (that was my dad’s personal experience during the period immediately after he quit smoking) Despite what others will tell you, caffeine and high stress environments don’t usually add up to good things.

Some folks find that their sleep is disrupted if they take too much. This might mean that you can’t take any after about 2 p.m. Or it might mean that you have to reduce the dose more radically. Experiment until you figure it out. It is a bad idea to complement your stimulants with depressants to help you sleep. And the long term effects of sleep deprivation are not good.

All the normal rules about food apply. Think about the source. How well are the workers treated? Has this stuff been treated with pesticides and whatnot that might still be in the final product? Too much sugar rots your teeth (important consideration if cola is your preferred source).

My personal principles include: don’t drink instant coffee; buy fair trade; organic is probably good, too; drink the best stuff you can afford; half-decaf is a good way to limit the caffeine dose but keep the social aspect.

If anyone has further tips to add, chime in in the comments.

cycling with kids

Tigger has been cycling on the road with us for a few years now. She has very good traffic sense and is very confident even in traffic. We’ve been teaching her the rules of the road and how to be safe when cycling in traffic but today I wondered if there was anything specific from the Ministry of Transportation that I could give her. I was thinking that the Driver’s Handbook has a lot of relevant information but also a lot of things she doesn’t need to know right now.

Look what I found! A Young Cyclists Guide. Very good. One section even has proper references to the Highway Traffic Act. And it can be downloaded as a PDF from a link right at the bottom of the page (in the fine print). This looks like a great place to start.

I do think we might move on to look at the Driver’s Handbook not least because it would be good for her to have a better understanding of what kinds of things the cars around her might do. And it has that information on safe stopping distances and so on.

Children & Housework

In the comments of that post of Lissa’s on patience, someone wonders what to do when you have asked your children to do something and they are just obstinately refusing. The example she gives is cleaning their room. I’m sure it is just one. Certainly in my house this scenario has played out any number of times. And I am no paragon of virtue. In fact, I am what is known as a “shouty mom”.

I am also, as I used to tell my students, an expert on housework in a way that my mother would not recognize. I know more than a thing or two about what housework is and who does it and why. And as such, and in the interests of reducing the number of occasions on which shouting might occur, I share some thoughts with you about children and housework.

First of all a definition. What makes something housework is the social relations in which it is done. As Charlotte Perkins Gilman once put it “All work was once domestic.” What makes something housework is the fact that it is work done for the benefit of the collective living in a household. Having a bath is not housework. Bathing a baby or a disabled adult is. Some things are always housework, like cleaning the public spaces of a home. Some things could be housework or personal care. My favourite example is laundry. If you have one pile of laundry that is done collectively, it’s housework. If each member of the household does his or her own laundry then it is personal care, just like washing your body and brushing your teeth is personal care.

The big issue about this collective work then becomes who does it. Different households divide this work up differently. Some agree that this is the job of one person who might solicit the help of other members of the household at particular times. Others agree that it is a collective responsibility and they work out various ways of dividing up the labour involved. There is a considerable social science literature, primarily in sociology and economics, on the various ways this gets done and a similarly large literature on why. Suffice it to say that there are a lot of methods. All methods, including one person being responsible for all housework, are usually considered fair by the members of the household, though those outside the household may not agree due to a different understanding of what fairness is.

There is a much smaller, almost negligible, literature on whether and how children contribute to housework. I have argued (in an academic article) that this is because the social scientists in this field have great difficulty conceptualizing a division of labour between more than 2 people. Nevertheless, there is considerable evidence, both scientific and anecdotal, that children do indeed do housework. Indeed it is common in discussions on homeschooling blogs for children’s contributions to housework to come up in conversation, and not only as a cause of shouting and unpleasantness.

As with the division of labour between adult members of a household, I assume that various ways of involving children in housework are valid and acceptable. As with Melissa’s post, (which was not at all about housework, really) I am offering a way of thinking about the issues that I hope will help you to clarify your own values and goals and make your own decisions about how to approach this issue. There is a further assumption underlying my comments. There are no universally agreed upon standards of housework, beyond a minimum below which health is endangered. You, as a household, can decide what needs doing, how often, and to what standard.

I require my daughter, as she gets older, to take on housework tasks. I do this because I think that one of my roles as a parent is to teach her the skills she needs to be independent. But this is not the only reason. I also expect that all able bodied members of our household should contribute to the household. We do not delegate tasks to one person. We are all collectively responsible.

While Tigger was very small, she did not contribute because she was not able. In fact, early in her life, she created housework that we needed to do. As she ages, she has taken on many of those tasks herself. They have stopped being “housework” and become “personal care”. She can dress herself, brush her own teeth, bathe herself, etc. (A bit of supervision or reminder is still sometimes necessary.) As she has developed she has also taken on other tasks, like clearing the table after dinner and putting the dishes in the dishwasher. She knows how to mop a floor, clean the bathroom, and do laundry though she is not required to do any of these regularly. She is not paid to contribute to the household. Her allowance is completely separate from doing housework. My belief is thus somewhat like Marx’s maxim “From each according to their ability, to each according to their need.”

Despite my strongly held belief that she should contribute, I find it incomprehensible that many people make the first requirement of their growing children in this area to keep their own rooms tidy. We have plenty to argue about without adding a task that is almost inevitably going to result in a power struggle. Why inevitably? Well, our children as they grow desire independence. This is at the root of toddler tantrums, teenage rebellion, and any number of struggles in between. We desire their independence, too, but we want to ensure that they have the skills required at each stage. The frustration of not having the skills to reach ones desires immediately is inevitable. However, there are certain areas of independence that can be granted relatively early: choosing what to wear, choosing what to do, choosing what and how much to eat. These choices might be easier, particularly for the very young, if the choices are limited but some choice is often possible.

Back to tidying your own room. If the definition of housework is that it is work that benefits the collective, ones own room seems a logical contender for personal space. If you require that a child tidy his or her own room, make the bed every day, etc. you are setting yourself up for a power struggle about whose room it is. The refusal to complete those tasks may not be a refusal to participate in the collective care of the household. It might be an assertion that this is one domain over which the child believes s/he has enough maturity to assert independence. The battle is really about who decides the standards.

What I have done is to not enter that fray. I do occasionally require Tigger to tidy her room. But I make it clear what the reasons are. If her room is so messy that she doesn’t feel comfortable playing in there and brings her toys out into public space, then there is a problem with the standard of tidiness in her room that needs to be addressed. She can choose to play in the living room, but if her bedroom is not in a state for that to be a real choice, then she has to do something about it. Similarly, she has to maintain reasonable access for her parents. As a friend put it, if the house were to catch fire and one of us had to go in there to carry her out in the night, we need a clear path from the door to the bed. And I can put conditions on which laundry I will do. I am not going to look all over her room for dirty laundry so if she wants things washed they need to make it to the hamper.

Because she is still young and learning, we have tried to be supportive in helping her learn how to tidy as well as how to develop her own standard of tidiness. Sometimes she needs prompting to see that the level of untidiness is causing her some distress or difficulty. We have also helped her to work out how best to organize the things in her room so that she can tidy. We have talked about and helped with decluttering, getting rid of toys she doesn’t really use, as well as providing storage boxes and bookshelves to enable her to easily put away and easily access what she does use. The standards have to be relevant to her. For example, the Playmobile has to be put away in a sealed box under the bed, rather than merely tidied away into the dollhouse, because the cat kidnaps Playmobile people and is capable of opening the dollhouse to do so.

I would argue that it is better to encourage children to participate in genuine housework from an early age. Rather than start by asking them to keep their rooms tidy, start by explaining that we all live in certain rooms of the house and therefore it is unreasonable for any of us to make it difficult for other members of the household to use a public room. So if you play in the living room, you need to tidy up afterwards so that someone else can do something different in that space later. Similarly, you can teach your children to respect the work that you continue to do for them and not make that work harder than necessary. Provide them with laundry hampers in their rooms and ask them to put dirty clothes in the hamper to make it easier for you to collect dirty laundry. Have young children clear away their own plates after dinner. Older ones can set the table, load the dishwasher, wash or dry dishes, or wipe down countertops. For some people, having lists of tasks helps, and having a visual reminder of how to do it can help children still learning. For others, doing housework together as a big “blitz” works. You need to figure out what works for you and your family. What I am urging you to consider is that the requirements be about collective space.

If siblings share a room, then the collective responsible for its tidiness is smaller — the children who share the room, rather than the whole family — and help may need to be provided to enable those siblings to reach agreement about that standard. It is possible for two people to share a room and have quite divergent standards. I give you my friend Em’s room as an example, I hope she doesn’t mind. (scroll down to the photos of her bedroom) The point is to come to some agreement that is acceptable to those who share a particular space.

Lissa is absolutely right that it works better to ask than to tell. But it is also important to ask reasonable things. To teach our children why certain things get done and why it is important for them to learn how to do them and to contribute to the household. And to teach them to respect others with whom they share space even if they don’t always agree with them. There are plenty of other things we can fight with our children about.

I should really participate in Messy Tuesday (see that link to Em’s blog) but one of the things I did this weekend was tidy one of the messier kitchen cupboards. Although I can usually be relied upon to have a messy house, it just isn’t that bad right now.

patience

If you haven’t read Lissa’s post on patience, I highly recommend it. I’m putting a link here in case I ever need to find it again. I think it will bear rereading as a reminder. I had lots of “aha” moments as I read. One that stands out is when she talked about her decision to drive cross-country with her kids on her own (rather than have her husband take vacation time to share the driving). I could so relate to the importance of not having that deadline imposed.

The Hairless ideal

Tigger is going through puberty. This is making me think about all sorts of issues in new ways. Or at least in more immediate, practical ways. I figure that many of us ponder some of these same issues and that maybe that makes them good material for blogging. Which is to say that I suspect this will be the start of a series.

Body hair is not an urgent problem for us right now. I’ve been thinking about it largely because Andrea posted something a few weeks ago (with a link to another post that I read and recommend to you). This post is mostly my reflections on body hair and femininity, in response to the issues Andrea raised, with some thoughts on what that might mean for how we talk about these things amongst ourselves and with our daughters.

To begin with, I don’t shave or otherwise remove the hair on any part of my body (except for those little dark hairs that appear on my chin, which I pluck). Tigger routinely sees hairy legs and armpits and thus might not think them as odd as some other kids do. Also, not being in school presumably insulates her from some of the discussions about hair removal that probably happen among girls her age (or maybe a bit older). Certainly I recall seeing shaving my legs as something I looked forward to when I was a pre-teen.The main reason I stopped shaving is feminism. Not in the sense that some feminist police told me I had to or I couldn’t join the club (feminism isn’t really like that) but in the sense that reading feminist critiques of ideals of feminine beauty made me think differently about lots of things — how I dress, whether I shave or wear makeup, what kind of shoes I wear, etc. There was a period when I was acutely aware of my difference from the cultural norm in the place where I live but as the years have gone by I have become very comfortable with my body hair.

Despite being more critical of the hairless ideal of feminine beauty than the average woman, I was still shocked at some of the things that Andrea and Shelley pointed out. I have been vaguely aware of more businesses offering hair removal services — waxing, lasers, electrolysis — but was stunned at the extent to which hair is considered “gross” on many parts of the body. While I can understand a girl going through puberty having difficulty coming to terms with the changes that entails, I would have assumed that most of us tried to help girls accept their adult bodies.

But these extremes of hair removal only confirm for me an analysis that I was already developing. Our culture has sexualized childhood. What I mean by this is that cultural norms of sexually attractive femininity are increasingly childlike. The hairless ideal is but one of the ways in which this plays out. Only children are relatively hairless. If we, collectively, think that hair on the body — underarms, legs, pubic area — is sexually unattractive, are we not saying that it is the hairless bodies of children that are sexually attractive? I’m hoping that everyone who reads this blog finds that idea as distasteful as I do.

And yet the cultural pressure to think so is pervasive. Some might blame “the media”. But I think the situation is more complex. For example, even the norm of shaving our legs and armpits is historically relatively recent and rather culturally specific. In North America it started in about the 1920s when Gillette started marketing razors to women. Now it has become the norm. In my own life, it is my mother who is the most vocal defender of that norm. And she argues hygiene not beauty. I think hygiene is a cover-up though because she isn’t on the male body hair removal bandwagon and I find it hard to believe that she thinks all men (barring a few swimmers) are dangerously unclean.

The marketing thing is probably the key though. Someone is making money out of the myriad hair removal products and services now available. And pushing the hairless ideal to men will make someone even more money. Since sex sells, linking hairlessness to sexual attractiveness also makes sense. That this means, in effect, promoting children as sexually attractive is probably an unintended consequence, though that does not diminish its importance.

The question becomes how do we counter this cultural pressure? How do we help our children become adults who are comfortable in their own adult bodies and who find the bodies of other adults sexually attractive? How do we give them the tools to resist the powerful discourses that tell them that hair is “unwanted” unless it is on your head.

One approach would be to counsel moderation. Stick with the ideal we were raised with and a limited range of hair removal methods that we are personally comfortable with. The newsletter Daughters, published by the folks who bring our daughters New Moon, seems to take this approach in their article on the issue. (I’ve only read that abstract, so I might be wrong.) But that seems to sidestep the issue. I can understand how individual women and girls might decide that they disagree with a current cultural norm but that they aren’t strong enough to resist it completely right now. But I can’t see how we could sensibly argue that it is right and proper to shave your legs but not to remove pubic hair.

I think we need to take seriously the continuum from hair on (lower) legs and armpits to hair on other parts of the body. In my opinion, the frightening popularity of “Brazilian” waxes only illuminates something that was already problematic. While it may seem that “those ’70s feminists” were trying to look ugly so as not to be attractive to men, on closer reading many of them actually had a serious critique of what counted as “attractive” and what sexual relations with men on those terms meant for women’s self-determination.

I’m not looking for, nor suggesting, a set of rules for how we “should” live. In fact, I am very bad at living by rules. Rather I am trying to open up debate about principles. And to have a better critical understanding of what is going on around us so that I can help my daughter work out how to live in this society in a self-affirming way. As such I welcome discussion that opens up that critique, even if it makes some of us think we should be doing things differently but that we can’t right now.

I suspect that there are implications for how we talk to our sons about body hair, too, but I don’t have any sons. Steph had a post once about how the hairless ideal is increasingly invading the dominant masculine ideal but I can’t find it right now. I also suspect the attitude somebody’s son has to body hair might have an impact on my daughter (or one of your daughters). So if you want to chime in on that side of the issue, that’s fine.

Tigger’s first pay cheque

This is a brag post. Tigger is now a published author who has been paid for her writing. I am very proud of her. At the risk of giving away her real identity in cyberspace, she has an article in the most recent issue of New Moon Magazine.

New Moon

I helped her write it back in July. I used a lot of ideas about freewriting and revising from The Writer’s Jungle. We did a little bit at a time over several days. While Tigger found the process hard, she recognized that it really made her writing better. I can see why Julie recommends that you not have your kids revise everything they write. It is hard work. But every so often it is worth going through that process.

The article is Tigger’s work. I guided her through the process and kept her on track with the deadline but they are her ideas and her words. Thanks also to her friend Q. who read and commented on a draft from the perspective of a girl the age of the audience for New Moon.